Belle looked out from her room in the castle across the dark forest and mountains that surrounded it. The view was scenic, but what she was more interested in was trying to see her home. She thought she recognized the last ridge before the valley where it was situated. A few days earlier and she could only dream of leaving that place, and here she was obsessing over getting back there. Of course, it was about her father more than anything, but she realized that even most of the townspeople might be a welcome sight right now. Except for one.